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  1. I have had a fucking terrible day. So I was already on edge from a dumb I did two days ago, but I went to class and we were watching a movie about a school shooter. About 8 years ago, I found the dead body of my grandfather who had been shot in the head, the heart, and covered in a blanket on the couch by my uncle, who committed suicide. I still remember the facial expression and the entire ordeal still haunts me, but I'm fine with gore usually. Unless someone gets shot in the head, or describes shooting someone in the head in detail. Guess what happened in the movie! The movie described in detail how the shooter shot his mother in the head, the heart, and then showed actual footage of his parent's dead body covered in blankets. So I had a panic attack in class, that was fun. I was still shaking when I went to the table my friends hang around in a student commons. I tried to talk to them about what happened but they kept talking over me. The only other girl at the table asked me to take her to Starbucks to talk, and I figured, yay support! Lol She complained about how her boyfriend doesn't talk to her enough. Like, she complained that he didn't talk to her while he was working or at class, and that he didn't respond to her when he played video games. Every time I tried to talk, she'd interrupt me and talk over me. God I need new friends.
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